From Leah; A 1993 Poem. “Wondrous Love”

From Leah; A 1993 Poem. “Wondrous Love”
by J. Allen Wilson


In the course of cleaning out the hidden treasures of the past, I fumbled through a stack of medical records, and tucked between the sheets was this poem that my late wife Leah had written. It is a poem which I had never seen, but one that truly affirms to me where she now resides…in the presence of Jesus. It is not that I never doubted, for her faith was like none that I had ever seen. If we all could but have a fraction of the faith that she carried with her, then I am positive that we too shall see Jesus.

This is translated as best as I could as there was many a strike troughs’, as it was written on an old royal typewriter…this was before we got our first computer. Therefore I post this poem of hers titled “Wondrous Love” in memory of her wondrous love and faith. I do this in her memory; I do this to honor the sweetness of the past. I hope you all will find the peace in it as I did…God Bless you all…Allen



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From Leah; A 1993 Poem. “Wondrous Love”



Are you there, I asked in the dark of night,

With nothing visible, all held from my sight?

I thought it was a whisper, but ‘twas only the wind,

Gentle and fragrant as I asked again, are you with me?

Are you close by?

Still lay no sound but the oceans dark tide.



A teardrop trickled down my face,

as loneliness took me into its embrace.

‘Twas then that He spoke so sweetly to me,

And reminded me of the promises the He’d made to me.



“I’ll never leave you or forsake you my child,

For wherever you go, I’ll be there as a lamp unto your feet,

And a light unto your path, thus cast all your cares upon me…JUST ASK.”



A smile crossed my face as I then beheld the beauty of that moment,

The beauty of His wondrous love, it was that which I felt.

For now as I looked at the once dark and ominous sea.

Glorious shimmers of the full moons light,

now kissed the waves as they too rose in delight.



They also felt my Saviors’ presence as I knelt there humble before the King.

He my savior who had promised to share the treasures of heaven with me.

Oh to share with Him such an abundant life, upon this earth.

Oh such an awesome thought that He gave His all for me, so that I,

may forever one day be with Him throughout eternity.



Leah Cecile Wilson © 1993